SOMETHING ISN'T RIGHT HERE?

“I’ll speak to the principal when we get back,” I tell her as I sit on the bed and put on my shoes.

“No,” Regina’s eyes widen. “You can’t!”

“Why not? They’re not going to stop until they’re told to.”

“They’ve talked to them before, and they haven’t stopped. It’s just getting worse.” Regina says and bites her lip. “I’m trying to ignore them, but it’s not easy.”

I hate feeling helpless, and knowing my daughter isn’t happy at school hurts me. I could pull her out and take her elsewhere, but that feels extreme. Right now, I can only report it and hope that works.

I will never understand the mean kids at school and why they are cruel to others.

“Okay, fine. I’ll leave it alone. For now.” I stand up. “Are you ready to go?”

“Yes. I’m starving.” Regina winces and presses a hand to her stomach. “But then I think about what those girls said…”

“Ignore them. They are not worth your time and energy. If you’re hungry, don’t you dare starve yourself. You’ll do yourself more damage in the future.”

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